CHAPTER 119: CHAPTER 119: MYSTERIOUS WOMAN

Xia Mian shielded Lu Zechuan behind her, her gaze coldly sweeping over Murong Shuang, "Since Shen Xiang has nothing to do with you, then Lu Zechuan also has nothing to do with you. On what grounds are you speaking to him so disrespectfully!"

After learning of Murong Shuang’s deeds, Xia Mian’s perception of her was unpleasant.

A woman whose emotions are entangled, who can’t discern the priorities of her family, who acts obsessively and fails as a person, yet at the end she blames others for her tragic fate instead of reflecting on herself!

But Murong Shuang obviously didn’t think she was at fault. Instead, she was provoked by Xia Mian’s words, her gaze growing more vicious, "Who do you think you are? Our family matters need you to interfere!"

"Family matters? Ha, Miss Murong, you’re afraid you’ve forgotten. Mr. Shen wants to divorce you, so you’re not even considered a cheap grandmother now!" Xia Mian’s eyes turned icy cold, her mocking gaze falling on Murong Shuang.

"You bitch!" Murong Shuang couldn’t outargue Xia Mian; her face almost deformed with anger, she rushed at Xia Mian.

However, before her raised hand could land on Xia Mian, it was firmly grasped by Lu Zechuan, "You can’t escape responsibility for my mother’s death! I didn’t count this against you considering my grandfather’s long-standing feelings for you. But if you are ungrateful, don’t blame me for turning ruthless!"

Lu Zechuan could tolerate Murong Shuang’s insults towards him but not her humiliation of Xia Mian!

With her integrity and upright demeanor, Xia Mian had every right to resist Murong Shuang’s derogatory remarks!

Lu Zechuan’s grip on Murong Shuang’s wrist was so strong it seemed he might crush her wrist.

Murong Shuang’s eyes showed intense hatred as she stared at Lu Zechuan, "Lu Zechuan, you ungrateful wretch, I’ve cared for you for twenty years, and this is how you repay me?!"

Lu Zechuan lowered his gaze slightly, twisting his lips into a sneer, "My dear grandmother, have you cared for me for twenty years? Ha, not to mention you’ve been controlled by Shen Man’s Gu Worms all these years, ignoring me, even before you brought Shen Man back to the Shen Family, did you ever truly care for me?"

Previously, Lu Zechuan didn’t know Shen Xiang wasn’t a biological member of the Shen Family, so he considered his connection to Shen Xiang, extending more forgiveness and tolerance towards Murong Shuang. But now, Lu Zechuan refused to wrong himself by accommodating anyone else!

When he was young, he didn’t understand, thinking his grandmother’s kindness was genuine, but now he suspected her kindness was more like a mask—a mask she wore for Shen Fei and his benefit!

"Why should I look at you for another second! You little freak!" Murong Shuang spat with gritted teeth, "You should have died with your mother back then!"

Lu Zechuan pushed Murong Shuang away, his gaze icy, "Miss Murong, those who do wrong things face retribution!"

Lu Zechuan’s gaze was fierce, staring at Murong Shuang with eyes filled with icy shards.

Xia Mian gently tugged his hand, shielding him behind her, her gaze like ice landing on Murong Shuang’s face, "Miss Murong, before, out of respect for your age and the familial affection you’ve had with Lu Zechuan, I refrained from doing anything to you."

She paused, her eyes growing colder, her voice laced with venom, "However, now you’ve exhausted that bit of affection."

So don’t blame her for being unkind to Murong Shuang!

Xia Mian fixed her gaze on Murong Shuang, her thin lips softly opened and closed, enunciating each word, "Old and without virtue, why not just die!!"

With Xia Mian’s words, Murong Shuang suddenly felt her head become heavy, as if something was about to be extracted from her body.

She was going to die!

The thought flashed through Murong Shuang’s mind, and in the next moment, panic filled her heart as her hand reached into her pocket to grab a talisman.

The talisman shattered in her grasp, emitting a faint white light.

As the white light dissipated, a graceful figure slowly appeared before Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian.

It was a woman, her posture elegant, beautiful as a painting.

The woman held a paper parasol, wearing a white silk cheongsam, with white embroidered shoes, her gaze soft and brilliant between glances.

With a gentle wave of her hand, the curse Xia Mian placed on Murong Shuang was lifted.

"Miss Xia, a pleasure to meet you." The woman’s melodic voice was like a canary leaving its cage.

Xia Mian narrowed her eyes, her lips curling slightly, "Sorry, I don’t know you."

The woman smiled briefly, a smile filled with charm, "Miss Xia, I’ve overseen the houses of the Ji Family and the Gu Family. How could you not know me? We’ve long been acquainted in spirit!"

Upon hearing the woman’s self-introduction, Xia Mian immediately narrowed her eyes, "You are Gu Zhi’s mother!"

The woman lowered her gaze, lightly raising her hand to smooth her hair at the temple, "Indeed, Gu Zhi is my daughter."

Xia Mian turned her head to look at Lu Zechuan, who lightly furrowed his brow.

In the information he had gathered, Gu Zhi’s biological mother had long since died!

But now, this woman appeared here!

Was this woman human, or was she a ghost?!

"Mr. Lu, the things you found were those I wanted you to know. The things I don’t want you to know, with your current abilities, you can’t uncover." The woman’s voice was soothing, speaking with a leisurely pace, yet with a kind of royal composure.

"The Fu Family, Gu Family, Ji Family, Lu Family... you’ve been secretly seizing the fortunes of these four families?" Xia Mian narrowed her eyes, staring at the woman intently, "What do you plan to do by seizing the fortunes of the four families?"

The woman tilted her head to glance at Xia Mian, a thousand sparks seemingly igniting in her brows and eyes, "Why should I tell you?"

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, extending her tone, "Because you belong to the Divine Clan?"

With the woman’s words, Xia Mian unconsciously squinted her eyes deeply again.

Divine Clan? Song Juan was just a regular person. If she herself was indeed of the so-called Divine Clan, it would only mean that her mysterious father hailed from the Divine Clan!

Xia Mian never imagined that while initially intending to meddle in Lu Zechuan’s affairs, in the end the matter would entangle her own lineage!

"Miss Xia, surely you don’t believe that there truly is resurrection in this world?" The woman lifted her eyebrows lightly with a smile, "Don’t be naive!"

Apart from the Divine Clan, who can reverse the heavens, make time flow backward, gaining the opportunity to start anew?

Without a word, Xia Mian stared intensely at the woman, "Divine Clan?"

"Oh, precisely the great clan to which your biological father belongs. Your father truly loved deeply! For your foolish human mother, he abandoned his esteemed status as heir, and to reverse the heavens, he exhausted his entire cultivation... Tsk tsk, how tragic!" The woman’s eyes revealed pity, speaking of Xia Mian’s father as though recounting a joke.

How do mere humans, with their limited potential, deserve to unite with us cultivators?

"Why are you telling me these things?" Xia Mian squinted her eyes into slits, staring sharply at the woman.

An enemy never tells you things unknown unless they have something to gain from you!